december (fr)

Saturday 17/11 — 02:00

sweatbox techno

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label: mannequin, jealous god, return to disorder

December is techno, but that can mean a whole bunch of things, from Detroit to Berlin via Ibiza, right?

Well, it’s Paris. December’s techno is dirty and cold like Paris in the winter, the kind of techno that infects you and makes you want to throw yourself into the mash pit rather than throw your hands in the air. Forget about the cute soundtrack of your favorite edgy smartphone TV spot and prepare for a rather alarmist feeling that recalls punk and the early days of Electronic Body Music.

So yeah, December is techno, but the kind of techno Ibiza will maybe hear fifty years from now. When the ocean levels will have risen, engulfing the ashes of the old world, and ravers will dance with their feet in the resulting mud.